Hearing Song Xing's words, Sima Huangfen, who was already frightened, was immediately frightened to death. This young man actually knew the ghost he was driving, and even used unknown Taoist methods to easily eliminate the ghost he had spent a lot of money on. A ghost who cultivates strength!
When Sima Huangfen was young, he was a murderous man in the world. Because he offended an enemy he could not afford to offend, his wife and children were all massacred.
In the end, he made a desperate move and practiced the famous side sect of evil arts, and finally mastered the secret method - Netherworld Reincarnation. After practicing, he can use special methods to create evil ghosts, with strength comparable to the peak level of a warrior.
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It's just that practicing this method requires paying a huge price. Every three years, a large amount of human blood is required to use secret techniques to sacrifice evil ghosts. This evil ghost has existed for twenty years, and after six blood sacrifices, its strength has become unfathomable. Even if Sima Huangfen himself encountered it, he would probably die!
Unexpectedly, he would meet his opponent today, and Sima Huangfen immediately thought of quitting. He shook his sleeves fiercely and shouted sharply. A wisp of black smoke came out of the cymbals again, wrapped around Sima Huangfen's body, and burrowed into the ground, about to use the earth escape technique to escape.
Although this newly appeared ghost is not as powerful as the previous ghost, it has an ability similar to earth escape.
"Still want to leave?" When Song Xing saw this, he snorted disdainfully. His body was like lightning and he galloped over. He stamped his foot on the ground where Sima Huang's tomb had just been drilled. A muffled bang came out, and dozens of people heard it. The ground of ten feet sank in an instant, with rubble splattering everywhere, but Sima Huangfen was nowhere to be seen.
A sarcastic smile appeared on Song Xing's lips, "Do you think you can escape?" As soon as he finished speaking, an arm made of golden light suddenly came out from the ground and grabbed Sima Huang fiercely. Tom's shoulders, and then violently pulled him up from the ground.
Black light lit up from Sima Huang's tomb, and a spell composed of some ancient writing emerged from the surface of his skin, trying to fight against the golden arms that restrained his body.
Unfortunately, the golden light was too intense, and the talismans on Sima Huang's tomb couldn't bear it at all, and they fell apart one after another.
The golden light spread like a tide and enveloped Sima Huangfen's body.
Sima Huangfen's expression changed greatly. He wanted to break free from the golden arms that restrained him, but unfortunately he couldn't. The golden light gathered more and more, slowly seeping into Sima Huangfen's body.
Sima Huangfen felt a hot wave of air invade his body, burning his internal organs, and every muscle on his body was ignited by golden light.
Amidst the screams, Sima Huangfen completely turned into a flaming man. A large amount of black energy surged out of the copper cymbals and condensed into the shape of a ghost in the air. He let out a shrill roar and tried to extinguish the golden light on his body, but no matter how hard he tried, , all to no avail.
Song Xing used the "Five Thunder Prison Shock Curse" in the Nine Transformations of the Golden Silkworm, a spell specifically targeted at evil spirits and heretics. It can break the protective aura of sneaky and evil things and injure their physical bodies.
The golden light became more and more intense. No matter how hard the ghost transformed by the black energy struggled, it was still consumed by the golden light. As the golden light gradually dissipated, Sima Huang's tomb was completely turned into charcoal, and the body fell to the ground, without any movement anymore.
Song Xing looked at Sima Huangfen's corpse, frowned slightly, and struck out with a palm in the air, sending the corpse flying out of the air, right in front of Zhang Xuao, who was attacking with an iron umbrella.
Zhang Xuao, who was originally preparing for a sneak attack, saw Sima Huangfen's corpse blocking his way. His eyes flashed with a stern look. He waved the iron umbrella in his hand and saw a huge tornado rolled up. He completely ignored the friendship just now and used the huge force to break through Sima Huangfen's body. The corpse was about to pass through, and then Song Xing was assassinated when the corpse blocked his sight.
The moment Zhang Xu'ao broke open the corpse, a ghastly black energy surged out of the originally lifeless corpse of Sima Huangfen again, directly hitting Zhang Xu'ao's face.
Zhang Xuao was caught off guard, and his whole body immediately became as stiff as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, unable to move.
As the black energy penetrated into his body, his face showed a look of struggle, but after only holding on for three breaths, his eyes began to slowly turn black and his expression became completely numb.
Seeing this scene, Song Xing's expression suddenly changed. Sima Huangfen was indeed not dead.
He had vaguely noticed just now that there was still a trace of life in Sima Huangfen's corpse. He was skeptical and did not touch his corpse directly.
Now it seems that Sima Huangfen did have a trick up his sleeve. After the black energy in his body entered Zhang Xuao's body, it actually began to pollute his spirit.
Visible to the naked eye, Zhang Xuao's body twitched violently for a few times, then he fell to his knees on the ground, holding his hands on the ground, wailing in pain, ink-colored spells began to appear on his face, and his eyeballs turned into a strange dark green.
This is a sign of being controlled by a ghost!
Seeing this, Song Xing sighed secretly. Obviously, as a martial artist, Zhang Xuao's mental power was not strong, and he was controlled by the ghost transformed from Sima Huang's tomb. People controlled by ghosts often lose their minds and become A monster that only knows how to kill.
The evil spirit in Zhang Xuao's body became more and more intense. Gradually, his body began to twist, and finally turned into a terrifying ghost covered in scales.
A trace of contempt flashed in Song Xing's eyes: "Have you failed in trying to revive your soul with the help of Yin Qi?"
This ghost is about three meters tall, with a burly body, covered with thick scales, a huge head, protruding forehead bones, eyes as red as blood, and exposed fangs, making it extremely ferocious.
The ghost looked up to the sky and howled angrily, making a hoarse and hoarse cry.
Its roar seemed to have some special power, causing the surrounding air to fluctuate. Then he suddenly raised his right paw and grabbed Song Xing fiercely.
The ghost was as fast as thunder. In the blink of an eye, it was in front of Song Xing. Its sharp claws were only about half a foot away from Song Xing's chest!
Song Xing remained motionless.
The evil ghost's claws stopped when they were only half an inch away from Song Xing's chest, as if they hit an invisible barrier.
At the same time, Song Xing raised one hand.
In an instant, the world was turned upside down, and Song Xing clenched his fist, as if he had included the hundreds of feet of space in front of the heavenly prison into his fist, carrying this terrifying power that could almost shatter the entire heavenly prison, directly hitting the evil ghost's chest. .
The seemingly indestructible black scales were shattered inch by inch under Song Xing's fist. The three-meter-tall ghost that looked majestic and terrifying turned out to be even more fragile than the previous Sima Huangfen when facing Song Xing's fist. , accompanied by bursts of black smoke and loud roars, turned into endless evil energy, spreading in the air.
Song Xing looked at the ghost that turned into nothingness under his fist, and said calmly: "If it turns into a real ghost and makes people a little bit afraid, then don't show it to show your embarrassment with this semi-finished product that is neither human nor ghost."
